Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Australia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rhythim Is Rhythim to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Gang Starr,
Joey Negro,
Suicide,
The Vogues,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Index,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
B.T. Express,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
Deadbeat,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang On A Can,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camberwell Now,
Liliput,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Icehouse,
Grey Daturas,
The Cramps,
Soft Machine,
Gang of Four,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Graham Central Station,
Oblivians,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pop Group,
The Toasters,
Gang Green,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Techniques,
Ossler,
Delta 5,
The Slits,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yaz,
R.M.O.,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
Nico,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.